You might have noticed I missed posting my #OneGoodThing yesterday. I was too busy with my accidental exorcist impression.
A terrible pain flare-up day prompted me to take a pain killer, which did not sit well with me at all. It was not a great day. But as I lay crumpled on the bathroom floor, Mama came in to check on me and brought a cool washcloth. I croaked up at her that she was my #OneGoodThing. Even at the worst moment in the day, I tried to find some good.
Day 312 of 366.